"Is... is it you?"
The figure glimpsed from the Heroic Spirit summoning circle was familiar, one that Morgan had never forgotten even after a thousand years.
["My name is Morgan le Fay. And you?"]
["Me? My name is Isbel."]
["Heh... how laughable. Is, a witch like me... even you would want to keep your distance, right?"]
["If you are a witch, Morgan, then I shall become the Demon King of this world."]
["I will protect you forever, Morgan."]
In her memory, the figure of the girl yearning for care in that ancient castle was always alone, with only one person to accompany her.
Looking up at Ryuya, a hint of moisture welled in Morgan's eyes. Her lips trembled slightly as she muttered "Impossible, impossible."
However, her body shook involuntarily.
Perhaps Ryuya now was different from Isbel Pendragon, the White Dragon of Britain, but the existence of that soul would never change.
Listening to the heavenly music of the world, the whispers of the wind and snow, the magical energy upon this land, Morgan knew this was real, the answer to her most desired wish.
"Morgan, it's been a long time."
Never expecting the False Master summoning would bring forth Morgan le Fay, after a brief moment of astonishment, Ryuya felt immense joy.
He showed his signature smile, a smile that felt both familiar and dear to Morgan.
["My King, I love you."]
["I understand. I lack the charm of a woman, nor the talent to support Britain. But these feelings of love for you will never be inferior to anyone's."]
When the King no longer wished to be King, when the girl named Artoria was no longer bound by fate, the distant wind tugged at her heart, the desert light guiding her longing for Ryuya.
As the world before her changed, she saw her elder sister Morgan, summoned alongside her, and the figure who had been gone for so long.
["As a King, I have been worthy of the world. But as a lover, I have been very lacking."]
["Accompanying you is the deepest confession of love. But I'm sorry, as King, I cannot always stay by your side, cannot always tell you... I love you."]
As the light of the Holy Lance Rhongomyniad faded, the Sun-Crowned King finally vanished from this land.
Arriving on this land like Morgan, staring directly at that figure, Artoria held her breath.
The Holy Sword and Holy Lance in her hands fell to the ground. She didn't dare move a muscle, afraid this was her dream, the dream that shattered countless times upon waking.
"Lily, Morgan, come... let me hold you."
Actively taking a few steps to stand before Artoria and Morgan, gently reaching out to wipe away his lovers' tears, Ryuya's presence gave Artoria and Morgan tangible proof.
Smelling the familiar scent of their lover, Morgan and Artoria broke down in tears simultaneously.
"Is / Sensei, I missed you so much." (T/N: Changing Teacher to Sensei since everyone should be speaking Japanese now.)
Clutching Ryuya's clothes tightly, the unbelievable happiness of their lover's reappearance after a millennium apart was, for the Pendragon Sisters at this moment, the happiest time.
"Master, what is your relationship with these two Servants?"
The Servant summoning ritual had succeeded. Due to Ryuya covering the magical energy cost, Irisviel only felt somewhat fatigued.
Watching Morgan and Artoria clinging tightly to Ryuya, Irisviel knew through their contract that her Servant was Artoria Pendragon, the great King Arthur from British legend.
She didn't understand why King Arthur was a girl, but at this moment, she was more curious about how Ryuya knew them.
'Would Master abandon me because of this?'
Worry +1 +1 +1..... Anxiety +1 +1 +.....
To describe Irisviel's current mood in one sentence, it would be 'utterly panicked'!
"Mmm, Iri, Lily, Morgan, let me introduce you to each other."
After briefly introducing the three, Ryuya, as the King, showed no concern about potential conflict in his harem.
This wasn't due to overconfidence, but faith in his own abilities. Because he was strong enough to possess the charm to attract his lovers...
Of course, even so, he couldn't completely control the relationships between his lovers.
For example, back in Camelot, Artoria and Merlin got along quite well. Young Artoria was often taken by Merlin to play and cause trouble, while Morgan acted more like a parent managing these two disobedient kids.
And during the Uruk period, Tiamat had the aura of the primary wife overseeing the harem. The Primordial Mother Goddess, whose eyes held only Ryuya, cared about nothing else.
Female Gil and Enkidu were closer, Ishtar naturally got along well with her sister Ereshkigal, and Siduri had good relations with everyone.
In short, even though everyone was family, there were different dynamics between the sisters. This was normal. One couldn't expect everyone to be extremely intimate. As long as, broadly speaking, everyone considered each other family, Ryuya never interfered with who was closer to whom.
For instance, at this moment, for Artoria and Morgan, Irisviel was like a new, younger wife brought home by their husband.
After looking Irisviel over, Artoria and Morgan gave their first impressions.
Artoria: "She has quite a princess-like aura. Sensei, you like this type?"
Due to following the chivalric code, Artoria's impression of a princess-like Irisviel was passable.
In the original work, Artoria got along well with Irisviel, and it was the same in this world.
Morgan: "Her talent is too weak. She can't fight. How is she at handling political affairs?"
Having often assisted Ryuya with national affairs in Camelot, Morgan's desire was simple: she didn't need her to be super capable, just don't cause trouble daily like a certain Succubus!
This was the greatest impression the Witch of Britain had of a certain homebody troublemaker!